Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 270: Let go… let go… Hoyts voice cracked.

Despite being the illegitimate son, he had lived a life untouched by hardship.

His mother, Nova, though controlling, had never disciplined him beyond a slap.

He had never tasted real painuntil now.

Hoyt lashed out, his bravado crumbling.

If you dont let go, youll regret it! His threat fell from his lips like a brittle shield, hoping to stave off the torment.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Kellan casually reached for the baseball bat.

Oh, really? Kellan smirked, his tone as cool as winters edge.

You must understand the cost of trespassing better than I do.

Even if I put you six feet under, it wouldnt raise many eyebrows.

He pressed the bat against Hoyts forehead with deliberate slowness, like a predator savoring the moment before the kill.

Shall we see who blinks first? Hoyts chest tightened with fear, breath escaping him in shallow, uneven gasps.

His body trembled violently.

I… I didnt mean it, he stammered, barely holding onto his composure.

Kellans reputation preceded hima man as wild as a storm at sea.

You could never predict when he would capsize your world.

And Hoyt, already drowning in fear, knew this was no idle threat.

Desperate, Hoyt turned his eyes toward his mother.

cracked like

face hardened at the sight of

wouldnt cross the line, not in front of

a show of

she hadnt counted on Kellan not only being on his feet

he had been hiding his strength all

voice a calculated mix of regret

harbored

hate me for stepping into your mothers place, and for

mother with no one to rely on,

leaned back against the wall, feigning frailty, her voice trembling

brimmed in her eyes, casting her in a light of sorrow and

is still

is thicker

anger, it

words dripped with martyrdom, playing the part of

as though one more word from Kellan would have her

Kellans gaze never wavered.

I dont dare?

was

change

take for you to let Hoyt go?

on what the one involved wants,

as dark and unreadable as the depths

Hoyts offense wasnt against me, Kellan said, pressing the bat harder against Hoyts forehead,

was Allison he

malice radiated from him like the

moment, Kellan looked

on the other

her head with a soft, almost disarming smile, she seemed as harmless as a gentle

type, she said, her tone as sweet as

just